Protect Me

You wanna marry me?

The next day at school I saw Harry glaring at me and he slammed his locker and stalked away.

"Hey, what's up with curls over here?" Carly asked me. I ignore her, seeing as she my best friend chose her boyfriend's party over my birthday. 18th birthday to be exact.
"You ok?" she asks
"Peachy, juuuuust peachy." and I walk off to class.

At lunch I sit at my table all alone since Carly goes to her boyfriend, and Harry ditched me.

Good friends, right?

Wrong.

I start to eat my sand which until I'm interrupted by a boy sitting across from me, a curly haired one to be exact.

"Hey..." he says
"Why are you sitting with me?"
"Even if I'm mad at you, I don't think it's fun to sit by yourself. So I'm here to keep you company." he eats his carrots.

That warms my heart.

"The text was nothing, he said he wanted to know when our wedding was..." I say and Harry lifts his head.

I look at him, "You want to marry me?" he asks. Well not asks like that, but you know, like yeah.
"If we're still together when we're ready, of course." I smile.
"Really?" he smiles
"Really." I take another bite of my sandwich and then the bell rings signaling next class.
"Seeya, Douche." I say walking away hearing his distant chuckle.

After school, I run into the house like a little kid. My mommy's home!

"Mom?" I yell as I walk in the door.
"Parker!" she comes out from the kitchen hugging me.
"How was your trip?" I ask
"Boring, we just had meetings and meetings and meetings! How was your 'trip'?"
"Fun, Harry came over on my birthday and we had cake and he got me this." I show my mom my volx wagon beetle color yellow necklace.
"Aww that was sweet!" she beams
"At least now, my boss said I don't have to work on Mondays anymore!"
"Cool, I gotta do homework, what's for dinner?" I ask walking upstairs.
"Pasta"

As I'm doing my homework, my phone rings. Its Carly.

"Helllo?" I say
"Are you and Harry ok? You guys looked pretty pissed."
"We're fine, why is it your business again?" I ask, extra sass included.
"I'm your best friend."
"Really? You didn't seen very interested in me on my birthday."
"I'm sorry, I forgot. I was stressed out planning Jake's party."
"Wow. So you don't even wish me a happy birthday, nothing, because you were planning Jake's party?"
"Happy late birthday. I'm sorry ok? Wanna come over so we can talk to Harry?"
"Carly! We're fine! We made up without the drama queens' help. The world doesn't revolve around you."
"I was just trying to help, gosh."
"And I wasn't mad at Harry, I was mad at you." and with that, I hang up.

A/N
Gah I'm tired.

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